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I officially love gay films. Due to a granted wish. The guy from 2 guys and a girl, who I always thought would be good in a gay role, is infact good in a gay role. And aww, it was like fanfic only visual. Oh. Hot kissing. Oh. Got to get me some more o' that.
Right now KB is watching it, I can hear her giggling.
Tonight we watched I-Spy...and the end of independence day. Tripod came in and said "I've only been away a day and you've already made a little love nest?!" Highly amusing.
God, god god god. I don't feel well. I might go to bed. There's something I have to do tomorrow, but I can't remember what it is...argh...ah well.
Must not forget to turn off SOS christmas lights before I leave the room.
You can tell this is one of those delaying pointless entries, I don't want to go to bed until I'm exhausted because bad, bad thoughts seem to be the general at the moment. Then I stay in bed til like 3pm just dozing, or thinking nothing at all. It's funny how I can think nothing at all in the morning, but not at night.
I vaguely want to cut my hair off, it's gotten to that spider stage of omg-is-there-something-on-my-neck?!-oh-no-it's-just-my-hair.
I love Owen Wilson's nose. And Jeff Goldblum's lower lip. And slashy kisses. God.
I have a weird dent in my finger nail.
I feel like doing dishes.
I really want to have an active day tomorrow, so I'm going to face the demons and go to bed. That almost sounds kinky (if only!).
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Right now KB is watching it, I can hear her giggling.
Tonight we watched I-Spy...and the end of independence day. Tripod came in and said "I've only been away a day and you've already made a little love nest?!" Highly amusing.
God, god god god. I don't feel well. I might go to bed. There's something I have to do tomorrow, but I can't remember what it is...argh...ah well.
Must not forget to turn off SOS christmas lights before I leave the room.
You can tell this is one of those delaying pointless entries, I don't want to go to bed until I'm exhausted because bad, bad thoughts seem to be the general at the moment. Then I stay in bed til like 3pm just dozing, or thinking nothing at all. It's funny how I can think nothing at all in the morning, but not at night.
I vaguely want to cut my hair off, it's gotten to that spider stage of omg-is-there-something-on-my-neck?!-oh-no-it's-just-my-hair.
I love Owen Wilson's nose. And Jeff Goldblum's lower lip. And slashy kisses. God.
I have a weird dent in my finger nail.
I feel like doing dishes.
I really want to have an active day tomorrow, so I'm going to face the demons and go to bed. That almost sounds kinky (if only!).
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